Crusade of the Director

ged, he wiped off the dirt and gravel on his plaid shirt. He then entered his 1995 Ford F150 and did not turn on the radio as he usually did. He was too afraid to hear and even worse announcement. That would not come until tomorrow at 12:00pm.

Andrew made it home around three in the afternoon, and entered his house, his wife Mary was still at work and his son, Brandon, was active playing with his bike as usual. He knew tonights pillow talk with his wife was going to be hard. She had been wanting to leave America for a while now, Mary was originally from Canada and her family, still lived there, Andrew did not like the idea of the cold, and knew tonight was going to be a big debate on whether to move or not. Andrew, for once, thought that maybe that wasn such a bad idea. Andrew then remembered it was his turn to make dinner and so he did, still filled with worry for the future.

Mary had gotten home and could smell the tendering of steaks and roast. She noticed Brandon was already asleep and Andrew was in the Kitchen doing the after-cooking dishes. It was almost mid night, and she was so worn out by the stress of the Pharmacy and the fear that came from this afternoons announcement. Andrew turned.

”Hi honey. ” He spoke, with a plate in one hand a dish towel in another.

”Good God! What happened Drew, did everyone in government just shoved each others heads in each others asses? No more Congress, no more president. I have never been so scared for the future. ” Mary vented to her husband.

”Yeah, I know what you mean, and I know what you are going to suggest next, and I think we should wait and see what happens. for all we know this is just a late April fools joke ” Andrew explained. (It wasn ).

”What if it isn babe? What if they really are cutting democracy from the list? ” She asked.

”I don know Mary; I honestly don know. Like I said we will just have to see and act when its appropriate, now though is not the time, I don want to act in fear, we need to be collected on this. ” Andrew explained, Mary thought ” Smart ass ” after he finished. She knew it was no use arguing with him when he gets smarty like this, she sighed.

”When did Brandon go to bed? ”

”Around eight. And yes, he brushed his teeth. ” Andrew replied

”Good. ” She added, Mary started to help Andrew with dished when he stopped suddenly and looked out the kitchen window.

”What is it? ” Mary asked

”I don know, I just have this sinking feeling in my gut, like a storm is coming, fast and its going to be brutal. I can shake it. ” Andrew shivered. Mary hugged him tight, and met his gaze, she could see the uncertainty in his expression, and the fear…